She came by last night. I wish someone would kill me. She is beautiful. Not only that, she seems to be happy without me. There just is no hope for me....I called your mother. She spoke to me, but hung up just as soon as she could. Son, I should have stayed in Texas. At least I had a dream that things would get better and all of my problems would go away." Dad, Sandy is going to let you see the kids isn't she?" Yeah." Well, make that enough for awhile. I admit right now it doesn't seem as if you. "Have you talked to Mark at all? I mean, if you want to reconcile you should tell him. I'm sure that time has quelled a little of his anger. I know you're divorced and all that but Liz Taylor and Richard Burton remarried or something right? Maybe he'd listen to you, if you said you were sorry. But, again, only if you want to reconcile."God, she was such a romantic.I opened my mouth and then shut it. I never considered there was any other possibility. Then I thought of Mark the day I left, how. Yours hands slide down my body towards my jeans, unzipping them to reveal my hard cock. You reach to stroke my engorged manhood, but I resist, pinning your arms to the bed with one hand and using the other to remove your lace bra. For a moment, I stop to marvel at your perfectly shaped, voluptuous breasts and hard succulent nipples. Instead of dropping the bra to your bedroom floor I decide to take your left wrist and press it against the edge of your bed. You smile as I use your bra to tie. " You like being watched don't you"? she asked, "Yes Rita I do " I replied stroking faster, " I thought so", she said with a slight smile, "and you want me to watch you wank off don't you?" "Oh god yes," I gasped getting closer to cumming, While I was jerking off I noticed her right hand rise up and brush her left tit as she put her hand up to her mouth. " And I suppose you have thought about me doing that for you to haven't you?" " OH YES," I yelled unable to contain myself, "I am cumming,".